Chapter 9 Chapter 9 "Has anyone else used your card?"
twenty two.
I couldn't figure out what Gin meant, it was too hard to guess, so I couldn't sleep.
I didn’t add any surprises because I had expected to suffer from insomnia.
I am a person who is very particular about my bed. Even the bed in the polestar loft took me almost a month to get used to it. I had to toss and turn in bed many times before I could fall asleep.
I slept well on the day I moved to Gin's house. I guess it was because moving was really a lot of exercise, so it was normal to fall asleep while lying on the bed.
So, since I already had something on my mind, and then I changed my bed, it’s normal to have insomnia?
The next day, I woke up looking terrible. I stared at myself in the mirror for a long time and yawned slowly.
I can only say that there is a difference between staying up all night voluntarily and being forced to do so. Fortunately, I don’t have to go to work today, otherwise I would have to put on full makeup to cover up my dark circles.
I can't even see anyone!
twenty three.
"Wow, Yingzi, why do you look so bad?"
...See, I told you it can't be seen by people. Not only can it not be seen by people, it can also scare people.
I lazily raised my eyelids and weakly replied to Vodka: "How simple, because I didn't sleep well."
Vodka nodded. "That makes sense. Then why didn't you sleep well? My brother and I stayed up all night doing missions, but we didn't look as bad as you."
My mind was so hazy that I only heard Vodka's first question and was speechless, so I didn't catch the next sentence clearly. I wanted to answer that I was scared by Brother Gin, but I couldn't stand the fact that Brother Gin was looking at me calmly behind Vodka. I thought for a moment and said half-truthfully, "I had a nightmare. I dreamed that Brother Gin was going to kick me out."
"Ah? That's really a nightmare." Vodka patted my shoulder with sympathy, but for some reason he quickly let go.
I looked at his inexplicable movements in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Vodka was also confused and wanted to turn back, but for some reason he didn't. He shook his head and said, "Nothing, Yingzi, you eat first. My brother and I brought you a lunch box."
"So good? I'm touched! Big brother, you're so kind to me!" I managed to poke my head out from under the cover of vodka and skillfully made a heart sign to Gin above my head. "But why did you bring me a lunch box? Don't you have any missions today?"
"No, that's not right. Yes." Vodka thought for a moment and asked, "Is going shopping with you considered a task?"
I sat down and choked on a mouthful of water: "Cough cough cough cough cough!"
My back was patted rhythmically, and I successfully got through the difficult moment of almost choking. Gin, who was standing behind me, asked disdainfully, "Are you mentally retarded? You can't even drink water?"
"No, I'm shocked!" I coughed and patted my chest, looking up at Gin with dimples on my cheeks. "I didn't expect that big brother would still be willing to go shopping with me!"
As I spoke, I placed my hand on my forehead, pretending to look out: "Where did the sun rise today? I have to go and worship it, and thank God for making my brother love me even more!"
"That's enough." Gin slapped my hand away, pulled out a chair and sat next to me, "Eat quickly."
I really don't eat fast, but I don't believe anyone can eat slowly when Gin is staring at me, so I can only eat as fast as I can to the point of choking to death.
"I'm stuffed."
“There are still so many left.”
"My appetite can only reach this much. Besides, the lunch box you bought this time is not tasty. Can we go to another restaurant next time?" I asked bravely.
Vodka, Gin's most capable subordinate, responded seriously, "Ah? But I think it tastes good."
I raised the corner of my lips, looked up and down at Vodka's body, and said with a smile: "That's why you are so big. You are really easy to feed."
Vodka was angry: "What's wrong with me being big? I'm all muscle under my clothes!"
I raised my eyebrows in surprise: "Really? Take it off and see what you're capable of."
"I think you're really still asleep." Gin, unable to bear it any longer, glared at Vodka, who had almost been provoked by me, and then pressed his big hand on my head, "Go change your clothes."
After being taught a lesson, Vodka and I looked at each other, our eyes full of blame for each other.
Vodka was the first to lower his head and tuck the hem of his clothes back in place.
I was not to be outdone and was well-behaved and sensible. I ran back to my room to change clothes.
Staring at the nightgown I took off, I silently took out my phone and added the category of padded pajamas to the shopping list.
twenty four.
The day I moved in, Gin asked Vodka to accompany me to buy an iron, but plans cannot keep up with changes. He was very busy, and Vodka was also busy, so the sudden task naturally disrupted the plan.
However, at this moment, I just want to be grateful for the sudden assignment.
Otherwise, how could I have the good fortune to be accompanied shopping by Gin... and Vodka?
Some people are just born lucky. I mean, whenever I walked into a store, it would be packed with customers. I used to enjoy that feeling because it allowed me to shop on my own without being followed or watched by all the staff.
But, I came to this world.
On the one hand, I guess the blood of the Black Organization members still has some influence on me. I instinctively tend to avoid crowded places. It is also thanks to Gin's training. When there are a lot of people around, I subconsciously start to plan at least three escape routes.
Yes, that's right. After Gin realized that no matter how he trained me, I couldn't stand up, he settled for the next best thing and taught me how to escape the fastest and safest way. I was also very good at learning that. Damn it, don't underestimate the bond between people and life!!!
On the other hand, it's pretty straightforward, because this is a science world. Even though Edogawa Conan hasn't appeared yet and Tokyo hasn't turned into Gotham, seeing a crowd of people still makes me think of bombings and the like, and it's hard not to run.
By the way, speaking of the bombing...
"What are you thinking about?" Gin called me back from my daydreaming state.
"Thank God for letting you guys go shopping with me." I smiled and waved my hand, "Look, there aren't many people here, we can pick whatever we want."
It's no joke that gin can stop children from crying at night. It happens when you go shopping. Even if someone wants to come in, they'll be deterred before they even step foot in the store. Although this isn't a good thing for the store owner, it's really cool for me.
Especially since gin is there, few shop assistants are brave enough to come and sell it.
Even better!
Woohoo, why can’t Gin always go shopping with me!!!
I could have endured the darkness until I was lucky enough to have Gin shopping with me.
Speaking of which, would vodka alone have the same effect? Gin alone would definitely be just as effective. I'm sure Big Brother is right... maybe we'll try a control variable someday? I wonder what would happen if someone else from the Black Organization were in the same situation. Mello didn't have the same effect when he went shopping with me. Could it be something darker? Better today than tomorrow. Why not try Labinga out tomorrow while he's still in Japan?
"Idiot." Gin had no idea what I was thinking. All he saw was his number one little sister being stupid again. "Who else do you want to go shopping with you?"
After saying that, Gin suddenly paused. If we weren't very close to each other, so close that I almost accidentally stepped on Gin without noticing, I wouldn't have noticed it either.
Of course, to save Gin's face, I pretended not to notice and wisely didn't mention Binga's name.
"Hehe, but I'm really happy!" I have long been immune to Gin's "idiot" attack, and I can even burst out my m attribute and treat it as Gin's nickname for me. I don't feel like I'm being scolded at all, but I'm happier picking things.
I'm actually a person with a serious fear of making choices. To find the same style and color, or the same color in different styles, I can flip a coin seven or eight times without getting a result. Well, after all, they say you know the answer in your heart the moment you flip a coin, but I really don't have an answer in my heart, TT.
This problem of mine is a nuisance to me, and a hassle and a waste of time for Gin.
Gin's solution was also simple and rough. He directly snatched the pink and green mouthwash cups that I was holding and threw them to Vodka who was carrying a basket behind me.
"Oh, brother, do you want to buy two mouthwash cups? But I only have one mouth!" I pondered for a moment and felt that it was not good. "If I take them all home, I have to decide which one to use every day."
Gin ignored me, meaning that this was my business and I should stop bothering him.
Being well versed in gin psychology, I pursed my lips, trotted a few steps to catch up with him, and casually said, "But I definitely don't need to spend any money today."
It's just a formality. Asking this question is just a formality. With Gin here, how could I possibly spend money? Don't you see, I even asked Gin to pay me back for the money he gave me for the renovation, and he wasn't happy about it.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but stare: "Brother, do you know you are very handsome? Especially the way you swipe the card, it's so handsome that it makes me jump on the spot!"
Logically, Gin should have ignored me this time, but he did.
He stopped and turned around, his dark green eyes fixed on me, and asked in an ambiguous tone, "Has anyone else swiped your card?"
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